The two people were walking in tandem. From their clothes to their looks, they looked carefully dressed. After a while, the attendant brought a piano and a pipa.
Both of them leaned towards Xia Yan to say hello.
"King Xia, Sheng Kang, Queen Jin An."
Xia Yan's bottomless eyes were filled with a trace of amusement. He put a hand on his lips and tapped them twice: "Yeah!"
The two stood up overjoyed, and shyly picked up their harp and pipa. Soon a harp and harp ensemble played on the field.
I have to admire their talents. Even I, a person who doesn't understand music, feel comfortable after listening to them. Looking at the beautiful faces of the two sisters, if I were a man at this time, it would be difficult not to be tempted.
She's talented and good-looking, who wouldn't like her?
Xia Yan looked uninterested, and I was very impressed by this expression.
As the winner, I leisurely enjoyed the embarrassed expressions gradually revealed by the two beautiful sisters in Xia Yan's indifferent eyes.
Uncle Wang was losing face, so he changed two princesses to perform their talents, one danced and the other painted. After the dance was over, the painting was also finished.
It was a picture of auspicious snow and crimson plum blossoms, the plum blossoms were as red as blood.
"This painting is given to King Xia and the Queen. I wish the Queen and the Xia Dynasty will accompany each other day and night and stay as good as ever." The princess who painted the painting bowed to Xia Yan Yingying and showed a pleasant smile.
Xia Yan showed a hint of impatience, and with a faint hum, he waved to Liang Tao to go and get the painting. Then he smiled at me to show my dignity and asked, "Does the Queen like it?"
Liang Tao hurriedly presented the painting to me for viewing. I stroked the plum blossoms clustered on the rice paper with my hands calmly: "So-so!"
My contemptuous tone infuriated the two sisters in the audience. Because of Xia Yan's face, they did not dare to yell at me like before, but they still wanted to express the anger in their hearts.
Princess Liuxiang, who was one year older than me, stood up and bowed to me respectfully: "I heard that the Queen is also a talented person. Of course, such crude craftsmanship will not impress the Queen. How about the Queen paint a painting herself?
Let us sisters have long eyes."
I can't draw, write, or play the piano or dance. I can only wield swords and guns. This is something that the entire princess community knows.
Liuxiang said this just because she wanted me to make a fool of myself in front of everyone, so as to appease my slight to them just now.
When Uncle Wang heard this, he quickly said: "It seems that I have never seen Changting painting before. Let's see if Uncle Wang has made any progress in the past few years."
My aunt was sitting below, with a sad look on her face. She knew I couldn't draw it.
"What a coincidence. The Queen was naughty yesterday and accidentally injured her wrist. I'm afraid she won't be able to do it." Xia Yan refused without any room for mercy.
Liu Xiang was stunned for a moment, and his face immediately turned red. Xia Yan's protection made the people below show varying degrees of surprise. Then they heard Uncle Wang calling me Changting. At this time, they began to take a closer look at me.
Liuxiang boldly stood up and pointed at my face: "King Xia, this woman is not Changting at all."
The originally awkward atmosphere was now filled with the smell of gunpowder smoke.
I thought someone would make a fuss about my appearance, but I never thought someone would be so bold as to question me at a dinner party.
I stretched out my hand to touch my face and smiled at her: "How come I am not Changting?"
Xia Yan showed a slight anger: "The queen who slanders me at will is not a small crime."
